A Secret Spring Poem by Theognis of Megara

A Secret Spring



While only I quaffed yonder secret spring,
'Twas clear and sweet to my imagining.
'Tis turbid now. Or it no more I drink,
But hang o'er other stream or river-brink.

Monday, September 24, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: river,spring
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